Kirkland Brothers x Reader Chapter 1

Kirkland Brothers x Reader: Magical Babysitting Adventure!?
Request: Reader is babysitting England, Wales, Scotland, and Ireland. They think reader is awesome and they all go on a magical adventure.
Hehe this should be interesting F3
ADD FTW!!!

~.~.~ Normal/ Kirkland Brother's POV~.~.~
The young boys couldn't wait for (name), their babysitter, to get there. England had prepared and learned some new spells to show (name), Ireland had found a four-leaf clover that he wanted to give her, Wales had dyed and threaded some wool for sewing, and Scotland had a bottle of whiskey to share if (name) wanted any.
Scotland looked to be around 18. He had bright red-orange hair that stopped passed his ears, dark emerald green eyes, and he almost always seemed to have a cigarette, but you had been breaking him off that nasty habit. He was also able to keep a great hold of his liquor, as well as the fact that he was a huge flirt.
England looked to be about 5, with his messy blond hair and his bright green eyes that always seemed to be filled with some form of mischief and/or secrecy. You also couldn't forget the young boy's crazy eyebrows. They reminded you slightly of caterpillars, but you always thought it made him all the more cuter, despite his temper.
Ireland looked to be 7 with more redish hair compared to his older brother, Scotland's, red-orange locks. He had grass green eyes that always seemed cheerful or resigned. He tended to be rather quiet compared to his brothers, and tended to busy himself with some form of work of one kind or another.
Wales looked to be about 6 and was definitely a ranbicious little one, always wanting attention and causing mischief to get what he wanted. He had short light tan hair and cloudy blue eyes that seemed to sparkle with mischief whenever you made eye contact with him.
But with them being Countries, they were obviously much much older than they appeared. Although sometimes it was very difficult to tell this due to how they act, especially for you since you were a human from (insert fav country here).
The brothers tended to never get along, although they could agree on one thing. (Name) was by far, the most awesome babysitter in the entire world.
DING! DONG!
They all scrambled towards the door, but they ended up in a giant sprawl of tangled bodies. Scotland managed to disentangle himself from the pile and answered the door, knowing full well who was on the other side of it.
~.~.~ Your POV~.~.~
You always loved coming over to help Scotland take care of his little brothers. Although you could tell there was going to be something different this time around, you couldn't name it but you knew it would definitely be interesting. Not that it wasn't normally interesting.
You gathered yourself and rung the doorbell, waiting patiently for Scotland to get the door. You were in your (color) hoodie, with a (fav color) t-shirt underneath, some jeans and your (fav shoes), along with a bookbag filled with stuff for staying over and the like.
You giggled softly to yourself as you heard the boys arguing and scrambling to get to the door. You heard Scotland make it to the door, and you heard the sound of the lock disengaging. It opened to reveal a smirking Scotland and the other boys in a pile like you had guessed.
"Well well well. N'w what's a pretty lassie like yerself doing 'ere?"
    He always teased you in some way or another, this being one of them. You smiled and giggled.
"Oh, just let me in ya big brute."
He stepped aside letting you in and the other boys had managed to untangle themselves from one another. You set your stuff down in the entryway and smiled at them as a slight blush dusted their cheeks.
"Hello Kirklands, I hope your all well prepared for this weekend."
They all smiled and nodded enthusiastically with a corus of 'You bet' and 'Of course'. You were suddenly swept up in a hug from behind. You squeaked as you were lifted off your feet. You looked back to see it was Scotland who had snuck up behind you.
"Hehe, okay Scotland. Can you put me down now please?"
He closed his eyes and looked to be thinking. He then looked back at you and grinned.
"Hmm... I don't think I will lassie. What with such a pretty girl in me arms, I don't think I'll be letting go anytime soon."
He slung you over his shoulder and started marching towards the living room. You struggled at first but quickly gave up, knowing full well how strong Scotland was.
You looked up to see that Wales and Ireland were taking your stuff upstairs to where you normally stayed, and England was following you and the Scotsman looking none to happy.
When you got to the living room, Scotland set you down on your feet before he sat down on the couch. You stuck your tongue out at him before sitting on the ground and motioning England to come over to where you were. He came over and you set him down in your lap before whispering in his ear.
"So do want to play a prank on Scotland?"
He looked up and nodded. You and him got up and Scotland gave you both a questioning look. You ignored it and followed England to his secret room.
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Once you both were inside, he shut the door and turned to face you.
"So what is it you had in mind?"
You went over to the bookshelf that held a multitude of spell books.
"Hmm, not sure. What do you suggest?"
You looked down as he came up to grab a spell book that was by your right hip. He opened it up and handed you the book the see the spell.
"Hmm, a spell that will change the target to a younger age. If done correctly one can turn the target back to the age of 6," you turned towards him and smiled mischievously,
"You know, I think this might just work."
You two started the preparations for the spell and worked diligently for the next 1 1/2 hours. It was finally done and you two high-fived eachother once the final ingredient was mixed in.
"Okay, now we just need to cast the spell and wait to see what happens tomorrow."
You and England grinned and cast said spell.
~.~.~.~.~ The Next Day ~.~.~.~.~
You were woken up by someone shaking your shoulder. You groaned and tried to push the hand away, only to find your hand tangled in your sleeve. You opened your eyes to see a handsome blond haired boy who looked to be about your age.
"Oh thank goodness your awake, love!"
The accent made it suddenly click in your mind who the boy was. It was England, except grown up.
"W-what-?!"
You backed up and found yourself even more tangled. You looked down to find your clothes were extremely loose around you. You started to panic a little bit.
"E-England?! W-what's going on? Why am I...."
England put both his hands on your shoulders and looked you dead in the eyes.
"(Name). Calm down. I think I know what happened but you need to not freak out okay?"
You took a deep breath and nodded slowly letting England know you were calm.
"Okay. So what happened instead of what we wanted to happen, was this. Wales, Ireland, and I have grown up and you..... well... you physically were changed to the age of 8."
You were speechless. You looked down and surely enough you were in the body of your 8 year old self.